1. Adventures Of A Chauffeur


    Date: 9/8/2015, Categories: Cheating, Author: SirDuction, Rating: 14, Source: LushStories

    or you will late getting back to the office,” I warned. “It doesn’t matter, Kathleen knows I am excited about this and has told me it does not matter if I take an extended lunch break,” Emily said. I pulled up outside Emily’s house and told her I would wait in the car while she went and tried her dress on again. “No, everyone is out, you can come in. I want your opinion anyway,” she said in a very excited voice. I had to laugh at how giddy she was over her wedding dress but I knew that all brides just need that special dress to be just right and she was obviously so happy with it. We went into the house and I sat in an armchair while Emily went upstairs to change again into her wedding dress. “Stuart,” she shouted. “Yes.” “Come up here and take a look, tell me what you think.” I climbed the stairs and looked around wondering which room she was in. “In here,” I heard her shout again and I went into the second bedroom on the landing. “What do you think?” Emily giggled, doing a little twirl. “What do I think? I think you look simple amazing, the most beautiful bride I have ever seen and I mean it,” I said, meaning every word. “You can be the first to kiss me in my new wedding dress if you like Stuart,” she said, holding her arms out invitingly. I stepped forward and kissed her on her cheek “Oh come on you can do better than that Stuart,” she said looking me in the eye. I again kissed her solidly on the lips thinking how I would love to be the first to fuck her in her new ...
    wedding dress never mind the first to kiss her. We broke the kiss and looked at each other and our eyes locked for what seemed an age before I took her firmly in my arms and pulled her towards me, feeling her body yield against me and our lips again met in a much more passionate kiss. I rolled Emily onto the bed and kissed her again reaching for her dress and pulling it up over her knees. Her breathing told me she wanted some cock up her whether she was wearing her new wedding dress or not. Within seconds her pretty dress was gathered up over her silk panties and I unbuckled my belt and dropped my trousers and jockeys. I slid between her thighs feeling her white stockings and suspenders against my hips. I pulled the leg of her panties out of my way to get at her cunt. My cock was heaving into one almighty erection. I steered it up against her quim. She was succulently wet. I searched for her hole with my bullhead and rammed it right up her. I knew not her husband to be, I was sure he would be a very nice guy but right now as far as I was concerned, he could go fuck himself. The sound of her wedding dress being pushed up and down on her stomach was beyond exotic. I punched her little twat with each thrust of my arse, occasionally slipping it out and sliding it up her crack and against her clit before punching cock right up her again. Her legs were wrapped around me pulling me into her as she shouted “Fuck me, fuck me Stuart. I want to cum, make me cum.” Frantically we fucked wildly, ...
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